Chapter 1: Wang Cheng murder

[Chapter 1 - Wangcheng murder case] The rooms in the southwestern palace are long.
There is a mountain in the southwest.
The name of Luoxian Mountain is nice and the scenery is beautiful. In March and April, the mountains and plains are all green and small buds. The rain is falling, and the wild flowers will be filled overnight. The wind swaying and cultivating people's hearts and minds is really a good place to go.
It is a pity that the people in the town of Yamashita mentioned this place, but nine of them have shaken their heads. They will also advise foreigners not to go, and ask why they are not willing to say. Only when you encounter a that is hard to go to the scorpion, will you reveal one or two. It turns out that this sacred mountain was robbed to occupy the land a few years ago. The head of the cottage is called Wang Dabao, and the group has a group of cockroaches. A savage and unreasonable, shouting and killing, and a knife in his hand, the big guy was bullied a few times, and he dared not go into the mountain again to the theory, only when the other party is blasphemy, can hide too far to hide more Far, just ask for a birthday.
Losing the southwestern mountain is more than a forest, it is not lacking this one.
Only the people want to live, Wang Dabao does not want to.
He used to be a bully in Chu State. There is a house and a martial arts house in the family. The days are also moist. Usually, Yaowu was used to it, and accidentally made a murder in the street. He also alarmed the emperor who was on the patrol. He had to flee in the night to save his life, and he would become a bandit to the southwestern boundary. It’s just that the days of big fish and big meat are used to it. Suddenly came to this backcountry. It just stopped for a while, and it’s hard to avoid thinking about it for a long time. I always want to find some opportunities to make a comeback.
At this moment, he was sitting in the sedan chair and was carried all the way to the southwestern province. Everyone knows that the southwestern kingdom of Baiyue is a subtle and subtle existence for Chu.
When the son Chu Yuan was enthroned today, he was just over 18 years old. At that time, the old ministers and the gangs of the dynasty were gangsters. The northwestern roads were full of smoke, and only the southwestern shackles were stopped, and even helped to calm down. The court naturally had a lot of praise and appeasement, and it was a land and gold. In a few years, most of the troubled kings were cut clean. Only the southwestern section of the White Moon not only did not have any damage, but was also bound by the 16th state, extending the jurisdiction to the territory of Chu.
The Minister of the DPRK has quite a few words about this. He always feels that Duan Baiyue is too insatiable and has a heavy hand in his hand. The people are also privately transmitted, the southwestern king wolf ambition, not sure which day will be sent to the north, when the time in the court, I am afraid of some headaches.
And Wang Dabao also heard this rumor in his ear.
Since you are in the southwest, the biggest backing is naturally the southwestern king. If you want to climb on him, the first thing you have to do is to vote for it. Just happened to catch up with the completion of the new house in the southwestern Wangfu, so Wang Dabao spent half a month to prepare for the same gift, and buried it in the mountains for a month, then he couldn’t wait to dig up and throw it all the way.
After the sedan, Wang Dabao followed the housekeeper. The architecture of the Southwestern Palace is different from the ordinary Dali Bailou, which is more like the Golden Temple in Wangcheng. If it is said that the Southwestern King is not distracted, I am afraid that the fool will not believe it.
In the front garden, a girl in a pink dress was sitting at the stone table, and the housekeeper whispered: "It is the master, don't look around."
Wang Dabao heard the words bowing, but the girl had already seen the two, so she stood up and asked crisply: "Is it a guest?"
"Yes." The butler replied, "Come to see the prince."
The girl looked up and down. Wang Dabao saw her not talking for a long time, so she took the initiative to praise: "Miss is really like a flower, like a fairy."
The voice just fell, the housekeeper's face was a white, the girl was even more angry: "You say it again!"
Wang Dabao was shocked. He said that it is difficult to say that these eight words are too rough, but also praise with elegant poems? It’s a pitiful day, he’s just a bandit, it’s not very cultural.
"Xiao Wangye forgive me, this guest is from the head of the mountain, has not seen the world." The housekeeper rushed to round the field.
"..." Little lord? Wang Dabao was shocked.
"Hey!" The girl, or the teenager, slammed her feet and turned back to the house.
"The nonsense!" The butler also glanced at him. "The younger lord is not willing to care about you. I will meet with the prince. If you don't know how to be like this, be careful!"
Wang Dabao has no pain in his heart. Folk rumors have said that the southwestern palace has a small prince, temperament and the southwest king, who knows that he will appear in this role, do not say that the southwestern king is also so elegant, like to wear a skirt full of yards and sway.
With a trace of uneasiness, Wang Dabao was led all the way to the front hall and temporarily sat down for tea.
After a fragrant work, the outside voice finally came.
"Wang Ye!" The in-house guards performed in unison.
Wang Dabao also quickly stood up and said: "The villain sees the prince."
"You are the one who digs into the treasure?" Duan Baiyue sat in the first place and asked casually.
"It is exactly below, it is under." Wang Dabao can't help himself, offering his hands to rituals, and sneak a glimpse of the legendary Southwest King. Wuguan Junlang is tall and tall, and a purple dress is a luxurious and arrogant, and the body is full of temperament. At first glance, it is a good backing.
Duan Baiyue opened the box and frowned: "Stone?"
"It's a stone, but it's not a normal stone." Wang Dabao pretended to be mysterious and pointed to him.
The faint road is a southwestern tiger, and a golden dragon is stepping under the claws. The meaning is self-evident.
The southwestern king raised his eyebrows.
Wang Dabao is full of expectations.
"Very good." After a long time, Duan Baiyue finally said a word.
Wang Dabao’s heart hanging in the eyes of the blind man finally fell back. It seems that he has foreseen the splendid future of Ronghua.
"What are the thoughts next?" Duan Baiyue asked again.
"This is in line with the destiny." Wang Dabao went closer together. "If you let the people see this stone, it would be great for Wang Ye."
Duan Baiyue listened indifferently, letting his head get closer and closer to himself, and finally stuck together.
"I don't know what the prince is doing?" Fortunately, Wang Dabao closed the game in time to avoid the luck of being shot by a palm.
"Yes, it is a guest who came to Dachu." Duan Baiyue nodded. "I will live in this southwestern palace."
"Really?" Unexpectedly, it was so easy to mix the curtains. Wang Dabao could hardly stand up to such ecstasy and almost fainted.
"Nature is true." Duan Baiyue nodded and rushed to the outside, "Yaoer!"
"What?" The teenager in the garden had walked in.
"Take the guests to the room to rest." Duan Baiyue said, "Without the permission of the king, you don't have to go out."
"Let's go." The teenager didn't look at him. "Come on, I will have other things."
"Yes, yes, thank you to the southwest king, thank you Xiao Wangye." Wang Dabao also did not think much about what he called "no need to go out without permission", and quickly followed.
The teenager looked at his body and was walking very fast. Wang Dabao just started to trotting all the way. Later, he almost became a mad rush, dizzy and panting, and almost fell.
"Come on." The boy stopped and was impatient. "Go in."
Wang Dabao looked at the gloomy prison in front of him, and the whole person was shocked.
If he remembers correctly, the Southwestern King said, is... room?
"Is there any misunderstanding in this?" Wang Fabao asked with a smile.
"It’s not a mistake, the rooms in the southwestern palace are long, love letter or not." The teenager clap his hands and turned and walked out. "Remaining in peace, you are not hungry."
"Little prince--" Wang Dabao still wants to pull him to explain more than two sentences, but several guards have already taken it to the front and dragged him into the prison.
"Wang Ye." In the front hall, the butler came in and sue, "There is another letter from Wangcheng."
"Oh?" The Southwest King seemed to be very interested. He left the broken stone aside and got up and went to the study.
At the same time, thousands of miles away, when the mood of the emperor Chu Yuan is not very good.
"The emperor." The personal service of the four-person father-in-law whispered, "It is time to eat."
"There is no appetite, and the Imperial Diet House has been withdrawn." Chu Yuan was a little bored and put the tea pot in his hand aside.
Sixi Gonggong sighed in his heart, and after he stepped down, he gently closed the door for him.
After more than two years of enthronement, the emperor’s life is not easy...
After a fragrant work, Chu Yuan left the memorial, angry and rushed to find a few guards, let them dig a plum tree in the palace, how far can be lost.
After everyone should be down, there is an orderly division of labor, you take the iron shovel and dig the pit, not only to move fast, but also to pay attention to bring the soil, but also must not hurt the root of the plum tree - after all, three days, the emperor must be The purpose of the next step is to plant it back in time - winter also points to it flowering. In the past seven or eight years, I have planted and dug up the seeds, and I have tossed back and forth. I am afraid that the ordinary trees will be withered and dried. This plum blossom can be opened year by year, which is a rare thing.
Although the season is no longer cold, the night inside Wangcheng is still cold. Every household is closed, and they go to bed to warm up in the morning. This spring, when the spring rains, it was a good time to sleep, but suddenly there was a scream in the city, and the husband’s fart was violent, and the scorpion almost broke the sky:
No, s-a people!

After a while, the patrolling guards rushed to the scene. Seeing all the heads in the alleys were bloodstains, and the people who were in the robes were squatting on the floor, and a sharp knife was inserted in the back. It seemed that they had been out of breath for a long time.
The guards turned him over and saw that it was a glimpse. After confirming it again, he came back and said: "The deceitful commander, the deceased seems to be the little prince of the N-Nation."